15The people were waiting expectantly and were all wondering in their hearts if John might possibly be the Christ. 16John answered them all, "I baptize you with water. But one more powerful than I will come, the thongs of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and with fire. 17His winnowing fork is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but he will burn up the chaff with unquenchable fire."
21When all the people were being baptized, Jesus was baptized too. And as he was praying, heaven was opened 22and the Holy Spirit descended on him in bodily form like a dove. And a voice came from heaven: "You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased."
Just to be is a blessing. Just to live is holy.
Abraham Joshua Heschel, 20th century
Have you read Marilynne Robinson's book, Giliad? If not, here is a great passage that speaks to this week's reading...I like the conclusion...
The narrator of the book is an elderly minister who knows he's about to die after a long and steady but fairly quiet life as a pastor. He is writing to his young son, the child of a late-in-life marriage to a much younger woman, about things like watching his little boy play in the sprinkler, and a young couple walking in the rain. Water, the stuff of life. But he also tells the story of one of his childhood exploits as a preacher's kid who, with another "PK," decided to baptize a litter of kittens. The boys took this all very seriously, he says, but the mother cat didn't, and she interrupted their little service and took the kittens away right in mid-baptism. When the boy asked his father the pastor "in the most offhand way imaginable what exactly would happen to a cat if one were to, say, baptize it," his father gave him a stern response that the sacraments must always be treated and regarded with the greatest respect. The narrator remembers, "That wasn't really an answer to my question. We did respect the sacraments, but we thought the whole world of those cats. I got his meaning, though, and I did no more baptizing until I was ordained."
Now, at the end of his life and after many years of baptizing the faithful of his flock, the old pastor looks back on the day he baptized the cats: "I still remember," he says, "how those warm little brows felt under the palm of my hand. Everyone has petted a cat, but to touch one like that, with the pure intention of blessing it, is a very different thing. It stays in the mind. For years we would wonder what, from a cosmic viewpoint, we had done to them. It still seems to me to be a real question. There is a reality in blessing, which I take baptism to be, primarily. It doesn't enhance sacredness, but it acknowledges it, and there is a power in that. I have felt it pass through me, so to speak. The sensation is of really knowing a creature, I mean really feeling its mysterious life and your own mysterious life at the same time" (Gilead).
Have a great meeting...when I see you next, I will be much older...is it possible? Thinking of you...Priscilla
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